S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand

[Ardyn Jaeger]

[Bridge]

Ariste bounced up and down like a little kid, as she rushed around to get everything ready. She conversed back and forth between main Engineering and the Bridge, keeping one eye - or one artificial light receptor - on the readings. Her stomach buzzed, fluttering and flipping happily as everything clicked into place with ease. She remembered this feeling, from when the Shran first launched. Newly christened and fresh out of the warehouse, zooming off at warp speed.

"The ship is ready to depart, Captain!"  She chirped, reporting in as ordered. Moving back to her monitoring, she listened with one ear as the Commander began a heartwarming speech about the ship, as well as the crew, explaining the procedure of a shakedown run.

As his speech reached the tail end, and he asked for a green light from Engineering, she nodded, giving helm the signal. Bracing herself, she turned to look out the view screen as they prepared to go into warp. The first one was always a bit janky, so she liked to be stabilized a bit. Like jumping on a Turbolift after being in the ground for a long time.

"All systems functioning normally," she reported, biting her tongue, and mentally counting down.

[Bridge]
Nodding at her orders to take the ship out of the docking gates, Ardy fired up the engines and felt the ever-so-slight vibration of the Warp engines warming up. It was her pilot's instinct kicking in, and she loved it.  Separating from the gantries, she revved up the engines for warp. As soon as she heard Ariste, she cracked her knuckles once, before punching the ship into warp. "You want Maximum warp? You got it!" she crowed gleefully as the static stars blurred into contrails

[Tekin Nevir]

[Bridge]

The slight pull as the ship accelerated faster than the inhibitors could keep up with was a familiar and comfortable feeling. The bridge was not the same as before.  There were responses, confirmations... everyone was working towards the same goal.  It was an interesting, but appreciated change.

"Mr Schrock, I'm seeing a system variance.  Rotate the cycle and resync.  Miss Stark, keep a monitor the power levels.  Is this your first time on Prometheus class?  The multi-core power system tends to throw people off.  The Alpha core is probably showing around 35%... that is expected. It may be showing two cores on the screen, but the primary warp reactor is a dual-core, so it should have double the output of the alpha core." he said, using his knowledge from constant study of the class.

"Okay.  Once we reach our destination, we will be doing combat procedures.  This will include the Multi-Vector Assault mode.  New officers, please familiarize yourselves with this mode before we reach our destination.  You have ten hours, and at least one shift."

"any questions?"

[Alexander Wu]

[flight control office]

Don had relaxed.

"What do you mean my application? I sent a email showing my interest. I had not sent an application," he finished.

There was that moment a few weeks ago he was playing with idea as he filled one out. But he did send it.

The truth was a sneaky little girl with photograph memory filled it out and not sent it.

"Oh...that little meathead," he mumbled. He smirk grew on his face.

Don nodded his head. It was a start better being a drifter.

"From what the short experience on the pilot seat. I can do it. But I run myself some stimulation off duty," he shared. He was placing more food on his plate.

"Sir, thank you for giving me this opportunity." He nodded with a confident smile that says yes, I got a purpose in life.

[Flight Control Office]

Alex raised an eyebrow at the meathead comment, though he chose not to address it. "You gave yourself the opportunity, Mr.Addams. I've assigned you to the Bravo shift, you'll start with the shuttlecraft section seeing as how it's your area of expertise. After you've had sufficient time to study the Discovery's flight systems, I'll see about getting you time on the bridge. If you have no further questions, I suggest you head to Sickbay and get your medical out of the way. Dismissed."

Later on, he decided to check in on another newly transferred officer, someone he had not seen in a long time.

[Science Labs]

Stepping into the expansive lab, Alex stood by the doorway as it slid shut, observing the team at work. With Inzjana taking a temporary leave, the department fell into the hands of someone he felt was equally capable. "Lieutenant T'Prina." He spotted the Vulcan's angular ears several workstations down, making his way to her. "Welcome onboard Discovery. I trust the ship and her crew are meeting your expectations thus far?"

[Don Damien Addams]

Sickbay

Louisa had made her way down to the sickbay after reporting in to the captain to get familiar with the equipment and systems they had present on the ship. The sickbay was impressive, massive in comparison to some she had worked in before. It was nice to be working on a ship so big and to be able to finally have the opportunity to prove herself. She had been through enough obstacles to be determined enough to stay with it now so getting used to the sickbay seemed to be a good start. She had looked through all of the equipment types on the ship, familiarised herself with any equipment she hadn't already used and then had spoken with some of the people in the department. Moreover, she was interested to meet the head of medicine who was formerly the captain of the ship. She'd heard good things about the women and Louisa figured that she would be extremely valuable to work with.

Louisa looked over to Christopher who seemed to be still familiarizing himself with the sickbay. She smiled slightly, glad he had took the plunge back into work with her. Sure, he was annoying sometimes, but she had always enjoyed having him around. It was nice to have company with someone she knew and the fact that she'd be working closely with her brother would surely make the transition onto the ship easier.

After listening to the newly minted captain's speech, Louisa felt somewhat motivated and ready to work. She had been waiting for her chance for so long, and now she had it she was going to take advantage of it. She was ready for whatever would be thrown her way and was excited about the journey that they would be taking together.

[Sickbay]

The newly reassigned flight officer had no questions and understood his duties. His first order from Second in Command was to report to Sick bay. The last place he wanted to be.

The doors of medical bay's swooshed open. He was here for one short visit when they got him off that planet.

It was huge. Fully staff. The team looked busy and ready for anything. His dark brown eye was scanning the huge room with his mouth slightly open.

The medical staff turned to see him and smile. Truth was to be told. Inside he was feeling out of place. The age he was. His rank. It was something to laugh about. Where they laughing at him?

He winked at them and did a small shy wave.

The Acting Ensign by absently placed his right hand to his left side. An old injury with scarring from a bad space race.

[T'Prina]

[Science Labs]

Stepping into the expansive lab, Alex stood by the doorway as it slid shut, observing the team at work. With Inzjana taking a temporary leave, the department fell into the hands of someone he felt was equally capable. "Lieutenant T'Prina." He spotted the Vulcan's angular ears several workstations down, making his way to her. "Welcome onboard Discovery. I trust the ship and her crew are meeting your expectations thus far?"

[Science Labs]

One swooped eyebrow raised as T'Prina was interrupted from her perusal of the laboratory's inventory. She didn't immediately recognize the voice and had been caught off guard momentarily. The wayward eyebrow slid seamlessly back into place once she looked up and saw the familiar face of Lt. Commander Wu.

"Thank you, Commander. I find it is... adequate here. I am told the Chief Science Officer is Vulcan, and judging by the efficient organization of laboratory resources, she is quite skilled. I look forward to what may be accomplished here." It was lamentable to lose the size and scope of the Starbase's facilities, but she would make do. The shift wasn't ideal, but she was growing too comfortable on the Columbus, and as such felt her career would stagnate. She looked over the immaculate room, with its gleaming surfaces and glowing terminals, before returning her gaze to Wu. It seemed perhaps some small talk was expected and she would make the attempt.

"I also intend to meet, or surpass what is expected of myself, as well, whatever that may be." She punctuated the statement with a small, but decisive nod, before continuing. Her voice got quieter, and less authoritative. "It was... kind of you to welcome me. Unexpectedly, it is comforting to see a familiar face among all the new, though we were not previously well acquainted. I am glad to see you seem to be doing well, Sir." Perhaps it was un-Vulcanlike to admit, but it was honestly how she felt. Logically, she knew the Commander was most likely just seeing to new crew members as part of his responsibilities, but it was nice all the same.

[Jebediah Schrock]

[Bridge]

The slight pull as the ship accelerated faster than the inhibitors could keep up with was a familiar and comfortable feeling. The bridge was not the same as before.  There were responses, confirmations... everyone was working towards the same goal.  It was an interesting, but appreciated change.

"Mr Schrock, I'm seeing a system variance.  Rotate the cycle and resync.  Miss Stark, keep a monitor the power levels.  Is this your first time on Prometheus class?  The multi-core power system tends to throw people off.  The Alpha core is probably showing around 35%... that is expected. It may be showing two cores on the screen, but the primary warp reactor is a dual-core, so it should have double the output of the alpha core." he said, using his knowledge from constant study of the class.

"Okay.  Once we reach our destination, we will be doing combat procedures.  This will include the Multi-Vector Assault mode.  New officers, please familiarize yourselves with this mode before we reach our destination.  You have ten hours, and at least one shift."

"any questions?"

[Bridge]
The sight of the stars hypnotized Jeb; he stared at them wide-eyed for a solid minute.
Then, he was shaken out of it by orders. The 'cycle' was out of sync.
"Which cycle?" Jeb asked himself. "Which of the fifty different cycles on the ship could it be?"
He looked down at the console - it was the ventilation cycle of the secondary Life Support system. Simple solution there - rotate the air purification systems so the unused heretofore tertiary one will feed the primary vents, the presently-primary one will feed the secondary, and the unbalanced system will be cycled out. Then, it can be resynced to optimum parameters for space operations.
With a beep of the console and a few taps, Jeb made it so.
He smiled, and waited patiently for the next issue to pop up.

[Alexander Wu]

[Science Labs]

One swooped eyebrow raised as T'Prina was interrupted from her perusal of the laboratory's inventory. She didn't immediately recognize the voice and had been caught off guard momentarily. The wayward eyebrow slid seamlessly back into place once she looked up and saw the familiar face of Lt. Commander Wu.

"Thank you, Commander. I find it is... adequate here. I am told the Chief Science Officer is Vulcan, and judging by the efficient organization of laboratory resources, she is quite skilled. I look forward to what may be accomplished here." It was lamentable to lose the size and scope of the Starbase's facilities, but she would make do. The shift wasn't ideal, but she was growing too comfortable on the Columbus, and as such felt her career would stagnate. She looked over the immaculate room, with its gleaming surfaces and glowing terminals, before returning her gaze to Wu. It seemed perhaps some small talk was expected and she would make the attempt.

"I also intend to meet, or surpass what is expected of myself, as well, whatever that may be." She punctuated the statement with a small, but decisive nod, before continuing. Her voice got quieter, and less authoritative. "It was... kind of you to welcome me. Unexpectedly, it is comforting to see a familiar face among all the new, though we were not previously well acquainted. I am glad to see you seem to be doing well, Sir." Perhaps it was un-Vulcanlike to admit, but it was honestly how she felt. Logically, she knew the Commander was most likely just seeing to new crew members as part of his responsibilities, but it was nice all the same.

[Science Labs]

"I wouldn't expect anything less than that from you." Alex gave her a warm smile, glancing off to the side and indicating the lab with a slight nod. "Inzjana is quite a scientist, and I highly look forwards to seeing what your combined minds will come up with. That being said, until she's back from her leave, this is your shop to run. If you have any ideas for improvements or experiments, feel free to run them past myself or the Captain."

"Columbus was your home, I know how difficult it can be sometimes when we're asked to move." Alex could only sympathize too easily, his own assignment history looking like a tour of the entire 10th Fleet. "If there's anything you need, just ask. Have you been taken around the ship yet, or had a chance to get familiarized?"

[Louisa Willow]

[Sickbay]

The newly reassigned flight officer had no questions and understood his duties. His first order from Second in Command was to report to Sick bay. The last place he wanted to be.

The doors of medical bay's swooshed open. He was here for one short visit when they got him off that planet.

It was huge. Fully staff. The team looked busy and ready for anything. His dark brown eye was scanning the huge room with his mouth slightly open.

The medical staff turned to see him and smile. Truth was to be told. Inside he was feeling out of place. The age he was. His rank. It was something to laugh about. Where they laughing at him?

He winked at them and did a small shy wave.

The Acting Ensign by absently placed his right hand to his left side. An old injury with scarring from a bad space race.

Sickbay

Louisa was deep in thought when Don entered into the sickbay and waited for someone to see to him. She watched him as she absent mindedly thought about the future aboard the ship. She had so many questions, would she fit in well? Would they get into danger? Was the mess hall food good? She was sure the abundance of questions she had would be answered soon, but they were still floating around her head and they showed no signs of going away.

As the man waved in the general direction of the medical staff, Louisa phased out of thought and back into reality. Her cheeks went red slightly as she noticed that for a good minute she had been staring at the man. She stood up, nervously making her way over to him and smiling slightly at him as she stopped before him. "Hello there." She said, quietly exhaling slowly as an attempt to calm herself down. "C- Can I help you with anything at all... Sir?" Louisa took a moment to take a look at his collar. That would certainly take some getting used to, she thought.

[Don Damien Addams]

[Sickbay]

As the man waved in the general direction of the medical staff, Louisa phased out of thought and back into reality. Her cheeks went red slightly as she noticed that for a good minute she had been staring at the man.

As the young Nurse gave him a warm smile. He nodded his head to her keeping his brown eyes on her. She was still staring. Someone had to be behind him. So, he turned his head to see if there was a higher upper officer behind him. There was nobody. So he had to check on the other side behind him. There was nobody. Then he turned look at her. "Hello," he said to with blushing a little.

A song popped in his head: She was sixteen years old..and he could not remember that insect rock band from old ancient Earth culture. The cool one. The one with gasoline automobiles and planes.

She stood up, nervously making her way over to him and smiling slightly at him as she stopped before him. "Hello there." She said, quietly exhaling slowly as an attempt to calm herself down. "C- Can I help you with anything at all... Sir?" Louisa took a moment to take a look at his collar. That would certainly take some getting used to, she thought.

The Acting Ensign noticed that the nervous nurse stole a look at his collar. Her little confidence was not all full to par. Her nervousness was rubbing off on him. Adding to his low self esteem wearing this uniform.

His brown eyes shot over to look at a corner of the room as he licked his lips. "Yeah," he said, placing his hands behind his back and did a little hop on his toes. A trick to ground himself when things got shaky. When he used to be an officer he had that habit.

Turning his handsome self back to her. "Yes. Lieutenant Commander Wu had sent me here for my first check up," he told her. "I am...Am Acting Ensign Addams at your disposal."

Right now be a good time for red alert to void the check up, but be a shame to leave this pretty one. "Look, before we start. . . " he looked around to see nobody was really listening as he spoke. "You are here on this ship because your Starfleet. You pass the academy. And I heard the Captain of this ship is very particular on who he has his crew. He wants the best. That means you are one of the best," he had wanted to build her confidence. His rank was low, but he was the one who spoke confidence to a crew which was unsure. It had helped him in the past.

[Ardyn Jaeger]

[Bridge]

The slight pull as the ship accelerated faster than the inhibitors could keep up with was a familiar and comfortable feeling. The bridge was not the same as before.  There were responses, confirmations... everyone was working towards the same goal.  It was an interesting but appreciated change.

"Mr. Schrock, I'm seeing a system variance.  Rotate the cycle and resync.  Miss Stark, keep a monitor the power levels.  Is this your first time on Prometheus class?  The multi-core power system tends to throw people off.  The Alpha core is probably showing around 35%... that is expected. It may be showing two cores on the screen, but the primary warp reactor is a dual-core, so it should have double the output of the alpha core." he said, using his knowledge from the constant study of the class.

"Okay.  Once we reach our destination, we will be doing combat procedures.  This will include the Multi-Vector Assault mode.  New officers, please familiarize yourselves with this mode before we reach our destination.  You have ten hours, and at least one shift."

"any questions?"

[Bridge]
Hearing the voices of affirmation, she programmed the coordinates into the ship to put it in autopilot. She preferred manual control, to be honest,  but it was standard procedure. Boring stuff, actually, but it had to be done.  "We should be coming to the coordinates in a few hours at our current speed , Comm Á¢â,¬"œ Captain," Ardy said, catching herself. It was going to be an interesting transition for her, that was for certain.  Her stomach rumbled again, her morning sickness threatening to mess with her yet again. "all systems should be ready for the MVA."

[Louisa Willow]

[Sickbay]

His brown eyes shot over to look at a corner of the room as he licked his lips. "Yeah," he said, placing his hands behind his back and did a little hop on his toes. A trick to ground himself when things got shaky. When he used to be an officer he had that habit.

Turning his handsome self back to her. "Yes. Lieutenant Commander Wu had sent me here for my first check up," he told her. "I am...Am Acting Ensign Addams at your disposal."

Sickbay

Louisa listened to the man and nodded when he said he was sent for a first time checkup. She turned around and begun to walk towards a bio-bed, turning back as she realised she had abandoned the man by the door. She turned around, going slightly more red in the face. "Follow me, and we'll get this check up done." It wasn't hard to tell that Louisa was nervous, her voice wavered as she offered Don a reply. Louisa waited for Don to catch up with her then moved towards an empty bio-bed. Once they had stopped by a bed, Louisa gave the man a small smile. It's nice to meet you, Mr Addams. I am petty officer Louisa Willow... Third Class." Louisa said, motioning towards the bio-bed as a way of giving him the option to sit down.

Right now be a good time for red alert to void the check up, but be a shame to leave this pretty one. "Look, before we start. . . " he looked around to see nobody was really listening as he spoke. "You are here on this ship because your Starfleet. You pass the academy. And I heard the Captain of this ship is very particular on who he has his crew. He wants the best. That means you are one of the best," he had wanted to build her confidence. His rank was low, but he was the one who spoke confidence to a crew which was unsure. It had helped him in the past.

Louisa listened to the man closely and nodded in reply to what he said. The warm red present on her cheeks seemed to have died down a bit and she gave him a more convincing smile as she leaned over to a rack and took a medical tricorder off it. "Thank you, Mr Addams." Louisa said, nodding in thanks as she calibrated the tricorder. Even though her thanks may not have sounded that sincere, it helped her a fair bit. She felt more relaxed now and knowing that the captain had taken a part in picking her for the crew seemed to put her somewhat at ease.

Louisa looked up from the tricorder back to Addams, rubbing her arm on the top of her trouser. "Before we begin, I need to ask you some questions." She paused for a moment, exhaling slowly before continuing. "Have you got any conditions which we should be aware o and if so, are you taking any medication for these conditions?" Louisa asked, pausing for a moment to think of any more which she needed to ask. "Oh, and have you got a copy of your medical history and if not, do you need one creating or do we need to contact someone for it? She added.

[Don Damien Addams]

Sickbay

Louisa listened to the man and nodded when he said he was sent for a first time checkup. She turned around and begun to walk towards a bio-bed, turning back as she realised she had abandoned the man by the door. She turned around, going slightly more red in the face. "Follow me, and we'll get this check up done." It wasn't hard to tell that Louisa was nervous, her voice wavered as she offered Don a reply. Louisa waited for Don to catch up with her then moved towards an empty bio-bed. Once they had stopped by a bed, Louisa gave the man a small smile. It's nice to meet you, Mr Addams. I am petty officer Louisa Willow

[sickaby]
"Pretty..yes...i won't argue," he said. It was a mistake of hearing. The truth it was true.

... Third Class." Louisa said, motioning towards the bio-bed as a way of giving him the option to sit down.

The man took a quick glance to the floor. Goof ball.

Louisa listened to the man closely and nodded in reply to what he said. The warm red present on her cheeks seemed to have died down a bit and she gave him a more convincing smile as she leaned over to a rack and took a medical tricorder off it. "Thank you, Mr Addams." Louisa said, nodding in thanks as she calibrated the tricorder. Even though her thanks may not have sounded that sincere, it helped her a fair bit. She felt more relaxed now and knowing that the captain had taken a part in picking her for the crew seemed to put her somewhat at ease.

She sounded she was business. Okay. So it is. However would bed side manners call you by first name?

Louisa looked up from the tricorder back to Addams, rubbing her arm on the top of her trouser.

Addams started to sweat a little as she held the tricorder. His hands were rubbing on his thighs.

"Before we begin, I need to ask you some questions." She paused for a moment, exhaling slowly before continuing. "Have you got any conditions which we should be aware o and if so, are you taking any medication for these conditions?"

There was the time he was treated for a minor  exposure to Life Prolongation Comple. It was treated by Vulcan medicine staff on a Science mission. He was in the wrong place at the wrong time. However, they had treated him. No reason to mention it.

Heck. He had not wanted to share to much cause he did not like sick bay. "The only thing I have problem is... is..." he wished he started not say nothing. He shook his head. "I nearly died from appendix burst...got a scar to show it." Sadly it was near his left injury from that crash a few years ago from that race.

"But. No. I am not taking medicine," he replied.

Louisa asked, pausing for a moment to think of any more which she needed to ask. "Oh, and have you got a copy of your medical history and if not, do you need one creating or do we need to contact someone for it? She added.

"I have Starfleet records from my recent service. That was about fifteen years ago. Or was that ten?  It feels ages. Anyway I never kept a record on my ship. If I did. It would be destroyed. I guess Starbases Columbus, Deep Spce 9 and Vulcan Science Sh'lek. I don't recall no other incidents," he quickly shared. Man he was rambling off. He does that as he was some what telling truth which he was not a fan of.

He had never mentioned he had a bad case of skin rashes from some fabrics and moisturizes. Had a few common space colds at certain locations. Breathed in toxic or gases waste which he had not paid attention because it would slow him down. Some small safety things ignored which he should wore protective protection equipment. He had chosen not mention it or he forgot.

So he could had developed some disease and was not aware of it but it could be fix.

[Tekin Nevir]

[Bridge]
Hearing the voices of affirmation, she programmed the coordinates into the ship to put it in autopilot. She preferred manual control, to be honest,  but it was standard procedure. Boring stuff, actually, but it had to be done.  "We should be coming to the coordinates in a few hours at our current speed , Comm Á¢â,¬"œ Captain," Ardy said, catching herself. It was going to be an interesting transition for her, that was for certain.  Her stomach rumbled again, her morning sickness threatening to mess with her yet again. "all systems should be ready for the MVA."

(OOC: Gonna push this again... we're almost at the end of the month.)

[Bridge]

Nevir nodded, and stretched.  It was then that the turbolift doors opened, and a rather younger looking female Trill stepped aboard, wearing the command red.  She strolled to the Captain's chair, and Nevir pulled himself up and out.

"Commander Vilia Laux, reporting for duty."

Nevir raised an eyebrow, and smirked.  "Commander, I know I just became a Captain, but on my ship we report for duty on time."

"My apologies, I was undergoin-"

Nevir held a hand up.  "We can talk later.  For now, you have the bridge, I haven't given up on you yet." he said, extending his hand to the Captain's chair.  "We have about 9 hours before we come out of warp, I'll be in my ready room... Number One." he said, turning and going into the room.  Perhaps because of nervousness or a want to impress, Nevir wasn't disturbed during the ten hours, even after taking back the bridge with three hours to go.

10 hours later
[Bridge]

"Okay, I think we've reached our peak time... pull us out of warp." he said, watching as the screen went from streaks to points, and ahead of them were clusters of asteroids.

"Perfect.  Commander, coordinate with tactical to get some target drones.  I really hope all of you did your studying."

[Don Damien Addams]

[Shuttle bay]

All lot happen in the first day on the USS Discovery. His drinking buddy from the day before is room mate. Elias kid was cheating in darts. That what Don had claimed.

Little Anna confess she remembered seeing his Starfleet application. She had used her photo graphic memory to make Don's application to re-apply for Starfleet.  It was forgery. He had reported her highly and impressive skill for a young artiste girl. He wished no charges on her. Her mother had explained that Anna has a special condition which science can't fix yet.

His medical check up was not what he was aiming for. That pretty Petty Officer had helped him. The doctors took over. Almost asked her on a date, but he held off.

So here he was running diagnostic on the shuttle. So yeah a busy day. Steve was not around. That was okay he catch up on him when things settle down. Though he had familiarize himself over the ship's flight control. He want to know them well enough he fly her blindfolded. Yeah. There was all lot expectations  on his hands.

[Jebediah Schrock]

[Bridge - 10 hours later]

Jeb's shift wound up 2 hours into the cruise, so he had some time to sleep and eat before returning to the bridge for the actual trials. The department head thought it wise to let the young crewman man the bridge console, as a learning experience. Whether the captain thought so, Jeb didn't know; his boss may or may not have considered it.
Irregardless, Jeb entered the bridge quietly, his overall appearance clean and inconspicuous, and relieved the preceding duty officer. He took his seat just as they left warp.
Seeing the stars turn to points again, Jeb drew up the MSD and examined it briefly. This was one of the many duties where Ops overlapped with other departments. An overzealous Ops officer might step on the toes of other departments, but Jeb preferred to do that than to be seen as lazy.
As soon as he was done, Jeb chose to report to the superiors around him rather than waiting to be asked. "All systems functioning within normal parameters."
Jeb tried not to make too obvious his enjoyment of the mundane duties of an ops officer, but it did carry somewhat in his tone.